He knew that the other party was warning him, be interesting, otherwise he would not let him go.

There is no way to do it, even if he scolds in his heart, his body is still honest. He brought a towel over and obediently wiped the sweat from his face and hands.

Xuanling Yun made the true qi, blessed with both hands, and pasted it on the two big points of the Liver Yu Soul Gate. Two streams of icy cold qi slowly flowed in from the two big acupoints. One up and down, up to the Tongtian acupoint, down to the yin acupoint.

Then the qi walked around the body and gradually converged on the dantian. Fengshu adjusts the breathing, uses the qi to bring the qi, and brings these true qi to the atrium, the source of the disease.

The fire in the furnace was still slightly sweet, and gradually extinguished little by little.

An hour later, Fengshu's body temperature dropped, and his heart no longer hurt. Except for some minor strain injuries on the body, everything else is fine.

Fengshu's clothes and pants are all wet with sweat, and when worn on the body, they are sticky and wet, which is very uncomfortable.

So Feng Shu went back to the house and changed into a new set of clothes and pants, and reappeared in front of her.

"Hey, who are you, how did you get to the Netherworld?"

On the way here, there was a strange circle, and in addition to the monsters in the netherworld, they were the souls. But Fengshu is a human being, how can a human being enter this netherworld? If someone can enter here, it means that there must be a passage. If she could ask where the passage was, maybe she wouldn't have to go to Qin Guangcheng to find the ghost king to sign a warrant, and she would be able to return to Middle-earth.

"Don't shout, don't think that if you do me a small favor, you can do whatever you want. I have a name and a surname, not called Hey, my name is Fengshu. ”

"Big brother, don't bother with these red tapes anymore, tell me first, how did you get into the Netherworld?"

Maybe Xuanling and her sister are indeed a little similar, maybe it's this big brother that makes him relive the long-lost warmth.

"Sixty years ago, I was seriously injured, and it was the spiritual son who saved me. He was the one who took me through the Gates of the Two Realms to the Netherworld. It was he who healed my wounds and left me with his own hut. ”

"Big brother, the environment here is so bad, don't you want to go home?" The land of Middle-earth is full of spiritual energy, and the earth spirit people are beautiful, and this chaotic land naturally cannot be compared.

"I don't want home, my home, sixty years ago, was gone. ”

"Big brother, come with me, my home is your home. Xuan Ling thought of it and said that, and didn't think much about it at all.

"I think you'd better stay away from me. Feng Shu became serious, and his tone revealed a little anger.

Xuan Ling looked him up and down, and suddenly remembered something, she asked curiously: "Big brother, have you really been here for sixty years? Then why are you still so young? Do you have any secret of eternal beauty?"

"Well, I can't say this, it's really a secret!" Fengshu is a descendant of the Protoss, as long as this matter is leaked, it will bring him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Big brother, what's the matter with your illness?"

"Didn't I answer you?"

"No, I didn't mean that, I was trying to ask, have you ever thought about continuing to seek a doctor?"

"No!" Fengshu's tone suddenly began to become indifferent, he was not used to the inexplicable care of others, he had his own life radius.

Xuan Ling sighed, she thought of him, his family was wiped out, he was in a different place, his body was sick, his body was injured, how boring and lonely he would be to stay here.

When she thought of this, her heart was sour and bitter, as if the person who was suffering from these tortures was not Fengshu, but herself.

"Why don't you go back to Middle-earth with me? Middle-earth is a vast land with countless talented people, and I believe that as long as we are willing to work hard, we will be able to find a cure for strange diseases!"

Feng Shu held his hands behind his back, looking up to the sky and laughing, his laughter was short and straightforward, and he couldn't hear any emotion, just like the sad song left behind by a crow flying across the sky at night.

The land of Middle-earth, which used to be his homeland, is now his sad place.

For so many years, he often had the same dream, in which his relatives, friends, and clansmen were killed one after another in front of him, and he had no choice at all.

Does he want to go back?

In many cases, even he himself can't tell.

"What do you know? Why do you say that? Do you know me well? Put away your self-righteousness, sometimes your self-righteousness is precisely the poison that you give to others. ”

"I... No... That means!" Xuan Ling never wanted to hurt him, she just wanted him to be happy, happy and healthy.

The tears in Xuanling's eyes instantly loomed, but she gritted her teeth and did not allow a single tear to fall out.

Feng Shu was angry, he turned around, sat straight in front of the oven, and poured himself a drink.

Xuanling suddenly felt that everything was like a dream, beautiful and unrealistic.

Pingshui met a hurried passerby, and there was no reason to turn back.

Xuanling took a deep breath, she collected her mood, he was a prodigal son, and she was destined to be a returnee. She had to brace herself and fight hard for her way home.

Genling walked to the oven with a smile on her face, and she said happily, "Thank you for the fish, it's so delicious." ”

Xuanling saw that he didn't reply, so he stopped asking for trouble. She walked to Liyuan's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said embarrassedly, "Big brother, let's continue on the road!"

I can finally get out of here, and the hanging heart of the fox has finally landed. Before, he was worried that he would accidentally die here.

After this loss, Liyuan couldn't wait to eat this piece of fat.

"Okay, let's go quickly, and strive to go to Qin Guangcheng tonight. ”

"Okay!"

He licked his lips, and he couldn't even suppress the itching of his hands.

Xuanling didn't notice the abnormality of the fox, she just shook her hands as always, hummed a little song, and strode forward.

They crossed the small bridge and then walked along a dirt path that twisted and turned.

At the end of the path, there is a small hill full of bright blood-red flowers. Xuanling had only seen this kind of sad grass in books, and now the innocent moonlight was shining all over the ground, reflecting the flowers on the other side of the bank was even more desolate.

Behind the hillside is a dense forest, and there is something strange about this forest.

Seeing that she was confused, he hurriedly spoke to divert her attention.

"Don't worry, through this forest, it will be Qin Guangcheng. We're tired from walking this day, so let's rest here for a while. Even if you enter the city now, the ghost king doesn't have an office, doesn't he? Don't worry, I will definitely do it for you if I promise you to help. ”

Xuanling nodded and sat on the ground, her legs bent on her knees, her hands gently folded on her knees, and her head gently rested on her hands.

Fox quietly retreated behind her, gently pulling out the steel knife from the bottom of the book.

He had waited too long for this moment, and his blood was boiling now, and every prey he had caused a trap would have to be brutally baptized by the Raccoons.

Killed, and then eaten by a herd of raccoons.

With a wave of his right hand, the blade drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Poof! Under the cold moonlight, blood flew and blood splashed on the flowers on the other side, dyeing the flowers on the other side more and more bright red and enchanting.